One Day A Gangster Manga นิยาย & เรื่องราว

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

It was casual yet, authority-filled. *** Manga stood before his mirror, examining every single feature of his face. His well-carved jaw and the terrible scar left on his face by his wicked Uncle who he once loved—the one who had left him holding onto a thin line of life. Things were no longer working the way he planned. He once used to be the most feared and powerful Manga but now, no one even remembered his name. He'd become as useless as a rag no one regarded. He couldn't go out in broad daylight just to avoid being attacked.

Only Frank was roaring with rage in the group chat. [You pieces of trash are going to get what’s coming to you! If you’ve got the guts, come to the funeral home right now and face me. Come see for yourselves if the person lying here is Luanne or not!]

Still tattoo advertisements and inspirations. "Ugh! For fuck sake!" I dragged my hands down my face in frustration. This was pissing me off. I was about to delete the search when a rather interesting link caught my eye. The White bear gang. The picture attached to it was what gave me the thrill I'd been chasing. It was a grainy picture of that gangster wannabe at a bar, a lit cigarette sticking out of his lips. I clicked on the link, heart beating frantically. "What the fuck" I exclaimed mistakenly.

I can't believe the so-called one of the notorious gang bosses is wearing such a cute onesie in front of his comrade. He glance at me and said in a calm tone, " Laugh if you wanna laugh. I love this onesie! What's wrong with it? Do you mean mafia bosses like me can't wear onesies? That's just ridiculous." With his approval, I let my laugh out to the point that I dropped on the floor. Crouching while holding my stomach as some tears escape. " Is it that funny?" he sighs as he sits down while taking his phone and charging it on the nightstand. "It is! it's so hilarious that I can still laugh if this scene pops up in my brain tomorrow. Gosh! I can't believe all the mafia and crime novels I read

The leader of the gangster frowned and laughed then he tore the bill in front of the young woman. “What? You want us to pay the bill?! Are you out of your mind? We will eat as long as we want! We will destroy the things as long we want! You didn’t know me? I'm the leader of the Hymox gangster here in this place. This is also my territory, whatever this place had, it belongs to me!” then they laughed and mocked her. The young woman cried after she heard what the gangster said to her. She ran towards her boss, the master of Kukushi. “sir I’m so sorry,” said the young woman to him. Then she went to the kitchen.

The man raised his hand, and one of his guards brought in a briefcase and handover it to Gabe. "Boss it is the money" Alessandro raised his hand, and Gabe gave one of the guard a briefcase too. "Boss it is clear" The guard said. "Hmmm Such a powerful Mafia at the age of 26. Brave, fearless. I like you" The man said. "I know what you want to do mr smith, you are trying to distract me...but I am glad you know I am smart" he smirked. Alessandro pulled his gun, and pointed it to the man head. Their guards point the gun to each other.

He laughed and turned around, "I asked for a Princess, not a fvcking clown" "Maybe you got the wrong person" I announced and he clicked his tongue. "Nay.... You're the right one..." "What do you want with me? Who are you?" I was losing my patience already. One minute I was on my way home and another, I'd been taken by some unknown skull-faced gangsters. The young man took a step closer to me and adjusted his biker's jacket, "Since you asked... I'm Gerald Anderson... Acting Don of the Eastern Gang"

Scarlett even got a job as a waitress in a restaurant. We have tried to keep away from the mafias and gangsters as much as possible and we were doing a pretty good job doing that until very recently. The restaurant that Scarlett works in has a lot of local gangsters as its regular customers. They come to the restaurants for less suspicious ways of making deals and signing contracts for not so lawful things. One such evening at the restaurant, Scarlett was serving the table of a local gang leader Victor Lawford. Scarlett is the definition of beauty standards. Luscious hair, pretty face, curves at all the right places. Of course, she caught the attention of Victor.

She immediately wrapped her arms around Maxime's and hugged him tightly. "Damn it, let go of your hands." Angie didn't care. She knew that what she was doing was dangerous. The man standing next to her was no ordinary man. He was a mysterious gangster who apparently could kill her whenever he wanted. Angie didn't know where her fear was going. "Why are you so reluctant to touch me? You must want my body, too." Angie's words were so direct. The hostess who served them was surprised how easily Angie could say such a sentence.